Ustad Or Alkash?
Jahl

"Let's sit down."

Kumala invited Helen and Rossie to sit down after shaking their hands.

"Where is everything, uh the bride?" (ask Helen while reviewing a smile)

"The father Andin was in his study for a while, he said there was a sudden business. Andin was in the bathroom, her husband was taking drinks in the kitchen. Actually, I had already banned him, but he still insisted. You know, by yourself." (obviously Kumala)

Helen nodded with a smile.

"Is Andin very happy?"

"You can see for yourself, later."

Kumala and Helen chuckled together of course with different minds. Rossie remained silent, unmoved. Suddenly Zidan came with a tray of drinks. Clearly, shock was evident on Helen and Rossie's faces. Hownot? The person he was seeing this time was part of their family that he had not seen for a long time. Although it has been a long time, they certainly still recognize it. After all he was a part of his family members, which he would not be able to forget.

"Mother..."

Zidan greets Helen and hugs her alternately with Rossie, her younger sister. Kumala smiled seeing what was going on in front of her.

"Your son is very wise, he looks sincere in loving Andin." (say Kumala)

Rossie was about to raise her voice, but Helen managed to clasp her hand first, to forbid her from speaking even a little.

"Where's Andin? Why not come here?" (ask Helen to Kumala)

"I'll call him, Mom."

Zidan's words were not even written by Helen. Suddenly, Andin was there.

"Sorry, Aunt, old Andin. Andin had a stomachache, hehe."

Helen nodded her head, smiling. Hugged Andin and rubbed his head a few times.

"Heh, Rossie, why are you quiet?!"

"Eh, by the way, where did you go last night?!"

Andin's devastating question to Rossie, he didn't respond in the least. Helen was the one who spoke.

"Sorry, dear Andin, yesterday Rossie suddenly got sick and he asked to rest at home."

"Rossie's sick? What pain?" (asked Andin)

"There is also a personal doctor here, should rest here." (say Kumala)

"It was noisy all night, so we went back home. Most importantly, we've been praying for last night's wedding to be smooth."

I don't usually lie like this. Mom must have been hurt a lot. Seeing the real events before his eyes. The lack of openness of his own son.

"Well, ma'am Andin, we'll let you go home first. We had an appointment with someone this morning." (said Helen)

"Why rush once? Andin's face hasn't even been here."

"I'm sorry, just say hello to Mr. Arga."

"Aunty..."

"Why hurry up..."

Helen smiled stroking Andin's head once more.

"Good health, dear Andin."

Helen and Rossie leave Andin's mansion. And yes, the mansion of his close relatives. With a million melancholy in their hearts, Helen and Rossie set foot in a sense of unexpectedness of course. Not expecting, that the life that is being faced, will be like a drama setting soap opera. Hold hands, strengthen each other.

"Mother, who's patient?" (bossie Clairvoyant)

Helen's tears had escaped after damming her earlier. Rossie saw clearly her mother who was sad. Inwardly, he cursed his first brother.

I don't know what's on his mind. Shouldn't she value her mother as her birth mother? Mom was really hurt. In fact, it has been a long time for the mother to seek her existence and want to meet and embrace her longing. If it can't be fun, at least don't make my mother cry?! Me, hating you. I have no brother in this world!

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"What did you send for my wife, huh?"

"It's open, hasn't bang?"

"Yes, of course it is."

"Yes, that's it, bang."

"Why does that have to be your gift?"

"Can be special, bang."

"You're, yes, really disrespectful."

"But Andin likes it, right bang?"

Zidan was silent for a moment.

"Really, bang?"

"Yes of course."

"Hemm, maybe he doesn't like his motives. All right bang, tomorrow I can send it again."

"E-e-uh. No need. It would be useless. Andin won't like it."

"But bang..."

"Eh, do you know? I already know the truth." (Zidan turned the talk away)

"Mom must be really mad at you, huh?"

"Mother and Rossie look so happy to see me and Andin happy."

"Who are you calling?"

Suddenly Andin's voice managed to shock Zidan.

"Yes, my wife has missed me so much" she said."

Zidan turned off his call. As for Ziban, grimace loudly. I guess, still not willing. I don't know until when, the disease will persist in him.

"Who did you call?" (asked Andin)

"Friends only."

Andin nodded.

"Tonight, it's so cold, isn't it?" (say Zidan)

"Just turn off the AC."

Zidan breathed out slowly. Then smile.

"Your mama, this hasn't been your schedule coming months, has it? Is true?"

"Yes, right."

"It's just a jihad, right?"

Andin nodded.

"It doesn't always come out blood, does it?"

Andin nodded again.

"That means.." (say Zidan hangs).

"Yes I know,"

"I'll get some drinking water in the kitchen first, huh? Thirsty as it feels. Wait, I promise you it'll be just a minute." (Andin smiled)

Zidan nodded excitedly. It felt like there was quite a strained energy flowing within him that made him so rustling. Or there really is something tense. Only he and his God know. Andin stood up and stepped on his feet, slowly. Really slow. Suddenly...

"Why so much?"

"What?"

"His blood has been so much."

"Ehehe, sorry. It's beyond suspicion."

Zidan showed his pouting face.

"I'm sorry?"

"It's okay."

"Hemm, you know..."

"What's? Sleeping on the couch again?" (guess Zidan)

Andin nodded with a made-up adorable face.

"Hemm, okay. Hopefully, get stuck quick."

Andin undoes his intention to go to the kitchen and get drinking water. This time Andin went to the bathroom first, with a chuckle of course.

I had expected, he would definitely ask about the thing that mama was talking about. Fortunately, I was ready hehe.

Andin cleaned his sleeping pants that there are many red spots using running water. He still chuckles at his silly actions. His ridiculousness, which was deliberately glued red paint that was easily lost in his sleeping pants. The red paint he ordered online today. Again, Andin chuckled. Recalling Zidan's expression to her and remembering her innocence in pranking her own husband.

I'm sorry my husband. Give me a moment, hehe. Who's wrong, you married me too soon. Forgive your wife's immaturity. I just need a few more days. I'm sure I'll be completely ready. In the meantime, I'll keep pranking you.

Andin chuckles amusedly alone. Then rinsing his pants with the same laugh.

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